While he was talking, an energetic old man in Confucian robes walked out of a hut under the peach tree. He did not have any powerful aura on his body, but gave people a simple and unpretentious feeling.
This man is none other than Nalan Mo, the grandfather of the talented woman with a holy book.
Of course, once this name is spread, it will definitely shock the entire Kunlun world. Because Nalan Mo also has another identity, that is, Emperor Wen, one of the nine emperors of the human race eight hundred years ago.
Eight hundred years ago, Emperor Wen was already over 3,000 years old. It is not an exaggeration to call him the longest living human being in the Kunlun world.
Emperor Wen was like an old master in his seventies or eighties, gentle and elegant, with a calm mind. When he saw the talented woman with holy books standing not far away, a soft light appeared in his old eyes and he said: "For eight hundred years, Kunlun has been
With the great rise of martial arts in the world, there are ten human emperors who have cultivated to the realm of great saints, including the queen. With their strength, they can replace the former Nine Emperors and become the masters of this land. Grandpa said this
If you go out to take care of trivial matters at your old age, wouldn’t it mean that you will be laughed at and bullied by others?”
The gifted girl with a holy book smiled brightly and said: "Grandpa, those ten people you mentioned are all close to a thousand years old, or even more than a thousand years old. Only you will regard them as juniors."
Emperor Wen's kind smile was no different from that of an ordinary old man: "Tell me! Girl, what are you here for?"
The talented lady with a holy book looked solemn and said: "Eight hundred years ago, the crown prince of the Shengming Central Empire appeared again, broke into the palace of Lingxiao King, and killed Lingxiao King and Qingyue Laozu."
There was no trace of emotion on Emperor Wen's face, and he said with a smile: "What's all the fuss about? It's just a prince, and it's not Emperor Ming who appears. You won't let grandpa deal with a little baby, will you? Grandpa still wants this old face, so he won't go
, definitely not going.”
The talented lady with a holy book rolled her eyes and said: "Of course I don't want you to deal with him, but there is one thing that is quite strange. When they attacked the Lingxiaotian Palace, there was a very scary person who blocked the
The secret of heaven has been hidden from the altar of heaven and earth. According to the speculation of the uncle, this person's mental strength is even higher than that of the master of the Immortal Temple."
"You won't doubt your grandfather, will you?" Emperor Wen saw through the mind of the talented woman with a holy book.
The talented woman with the holy book squinted her eyes and said: "In the Kunlun world, besides you old man, who else's mental power can be stronger than the master of the Immortal Temple?"
Emperor Wen's expression straightened up and he said: "Danqing, there is a world outside the world, and there are people outside the world. Even your grandfather has not fully understood the Kunlun world. How much do you know? Grandpa can tell you clearly that it was not my grandfather who took action."
"how so."
The two dark eyebrows of the talented saintly woman frowned slightly, and she fell into deep thought.
At this moment, the branches of the peach tree swayed gently, and brilliant beams of holy light fell down, making the world become a bit dreamy.
The talented lady with holy books quickly bowed to the flat peach tree and said: "Greetings to Grandpa Pantao."
A hoarse voice sounded from the extremely thick trunk of the peach tree, saying: "It's that seven-color crabapple. I can already feel her breath."
"Seven-color Begonia?"
The talented lady with holy books showed an even more puzzled look.
Emperor Wen obviously knew much more than the talented woman with holy books. A strange look flashed in his eyes and he said: "It is said that Granny Haitang has always stayed in the sword pavilion. How could she come out of the sword pavilion?"
The voice in the peach tree sounded again, saying: "In the extremely distant past, I'm afraid it can be traced back to hundreds of thousands of years ago, she owed a favor to an ancestor of the Shengming Zhang family. From then on, she became the descendant of the Shengming Zhang family.
The guardian is known as the Haitang Spirit Ancestor. And I was born in the same era as her, but I protect the Chi family."
"According to legend, the Zhenguo Spirit Clan of the Shengming Central Empire actually exists."
The gifted woman with the holy book felt that a door to a new world was opening to her. Before, she thought she knew all the secrets of the world. Now it seems that she was just sitting in a well and looking at the sky.
"Huh!"
At this moment, Emperor Wen noticed something, raised his head, and stared into the air.
"Wow——"
A seven-color brilliance bloomed, and immediately, a faint floral fragrance spread throughout the space.
A white-haired old woman in red clothes walked out of the colorful brilliance. She was very old, hunched over, and her skin was wrinkled, giving people a feeling of dying.
Emperor Wen smiled: "As expected of the Haitang Spirit Ancestor, he was able to see through my mental power and break in directly."
The talented scholar girl stood aside and pursed her lips. She unexpectedly saw a creature as old as Grandpa Pantao. Such a creature was no different from a living fossil, which made people awe-inspiring.
Granny Haitang staggered and walked to the opposite side of Emperor Wen before she stopped and said: "That little girl from the Chi family has already left the Star Soul God's Throne in the universe and reached the divine realm. Old Pantao, Nalan
Lonely, shouldn’t we discuss the Tao together, communicate with heaven and earth, and understand the true meaning of becoming a god?”
Emperor Wen raised his head and took a look. There were indeed thirty-three bright stars in the sky above the Kunlun Realm.
As long as a creature with strong enough mental power can see that all the lines of the thirty-three stars are intertwined, it happens to be the form of Queen Chi Yao.
That is Queen Chi Yao's Star Soul Throne.
Every living being who becomes a god will leave such a star soul throne in the universe.
The starlight released by the thirty-three Star Soul Divine Thrones illuminates the entire Kunlun Realm, making the aura of heaven and earth in the Kunlun Realm become more and more intense. At the same time, the thirty-three Star Soul Divine Thrones are also guarding the Kunlun Realm.
The starlight from the Star Soul Divine Constellation can be transmitted to extremely distant star fields, and all the big worlds in the entire universe will know that a god has been born in the Kunlun Realm.
Emperor Wen gave an order and said: "Danqing, please go out first! Don't let the outside world know what is going on here."
The talented holy lady nodded, and then withdrew.
"Wait until I call two more people over."
Granny Haitang stretched out a dry palm, and ripples appeared on her fingertips. Suddenly, her palm reached into the void.
The master of the Earth Temple, the "Living Bodhisattva", was an old monk who exuded golden Buddha light. He was sitting cross-legged in a temple when he was suddenly awakened by a huge force.
"who?"
The Living Bodhisattva raised his head and saw a big hand falling from the sky.
Immediately, he recited a Buddha's name in his mouth, clasped his hands together, and a sacred Buddha shadow appeared from behind him, becoming bigger and bigger, hundreds of feet, thousands of feet, tens of thousands of feet...
Finally, the golden Buddha image stood up to a height of 30,000 feet.
However, facing that big hand, the golden Buddha figure was crushed by feet and feet, completely unable to resist.
The Living Bodhisattva shook his head and sighed, no longer resisting, and said: "Amitabha."
The next moment, the living Bodhisattva was caught by Granny Haitang and placed in the world of Emperor Wen's spiritual power. He sat cross-legged on the ground with a thirty-sixth lotus pedestal beneath him, much like a Buddha in the secular world.
Granny Haitang's other hand grabbed another person and dragged him into Emperor Wen's world of spiritual power.
The man was wearing black armor, tall and holding a heavy sword. He looked like a god of war. The murderous aura emanating from his body condensed into a blood cloud.
This person is the number one giant in the Ministry of War, the Lord of the Chaos Army, and the Lord of the Chaos World Mountain.
Whether he is the Living Bodhisattva or the Chaos Army Lord, they are all indomitable figures. Although they were extremely surprised when they saw Grandma Haitang, Peach Tree, and Emperor Wen, they behaved quite calmly.
The Living Bodhisattva and the Chaos Army Lord stood in the Buddha's light and holy light, and said at the same time: "I have met Emperor Wen."
At the scene, they only knew Emperor Wen, but did not know Granny Haitang and Peach Tree.
Emperor Wen stroked his beard, with a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, and said with a smile: "You have invited all the great sages of the imperial court. The Haitang Spirit Clan wants to contain us all with its own strength. Isn't it a bit too much?
Already?"
Granny Haitang looked very indifferent and said: "The great sage should have the pursuit of the great sage. There is no benefit in interfering in the fights between the juniors. The state of mind will only deteriorate. Besides, the juniors should also fight to give birth to a new generation.
Only the great sage can support the world with his own strength."
"What Lingzu said makes sense, so let's start discussing Tao!" Emperor Wen made a gesture of invitation.
Being able to discuss Taoism with Emperor Wen was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the Living Bodhisattva and the Chaos Army Lord walked over step by step.
Granny Haitang glanced at the two of them and said, "You two are too low-level to be qualified to discuss the Tao together. Just watch from the sidelines, and there will be a lot of benefits."
The Living Bodhisattva and the Chaos Army Lord looked at each other, smiled bitterly in their hearts, but seemed neither angry nor happy, and stepped back, standing on the edge.
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Tiantai Prefecture.
Qin Yutong handed Zhang Ruochen a list, which recorded the large amount of cultivation resources obtained after attacking the Lingxiao Palace.
After Zhang Ruochen read the list, he said: "Send the top-notch holy weapons to the Dragon Protection Pavilion. All the remaining cultivation resources will be distributed according to the amount of combat merit."
Almost all the soldiers of the Dragon Guard Pavilion members were beaten into scrap metal by the Qingtian Pagoda. Now, it is natural to give them all the top-notch holy weapons.
After Qin Yutong retreated, Han Qiu's figure walked out of the darkness, stretched out a pair of delicate jade hands, gently pinched Zhang Ruochen's shoulders, and said with a smile: "No matter which force you are in, cultivation resources are all used."
The best way to win over people's hearts.
You actually leave it to her to do such an important thing, why not let me do it, I will definitely do it better than her."
"Aren't you going to the Fire Realm to release the Ghost King Shenchu?"
Zhang Ruochen looked outside the tent, with a smile in his eyes, and said: "The person I'm waiting for has arrived!"
At this moment, Yan Kaixuan walked in quickly from outside, looking a little nervous, and said: "Your Highness, there is a monk outside who wants to see you. He claims to be the ancestor of Death Chan. I'm afraid the person who came here is not good."